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Below is a poem I wrote while I was on my way to spend a few hours on the beach near Sleeping Bear Dunes. I recorded this poem as a voice memo on my cell phone as I drove to the beach. I was feeling sad about moving away from Northern Michigan because I do have a strong relationship with the land. A relationship to the land has always been important to me. The land is healing in Northern Michigan and the land is sacred to me. I feel connected, rooted in and strong when I am on the land. I also appreciate the simplicity of Northern Michigan. I moved for a new job in the Native community that is located in Southwest Michigan and didn't have much time to blog in the past several days. Now I have a brief moment while I am unpacking and setting up my new place to post this poem. I hope you enjoy reading it and please let me know what your thoughts are about this poem.

You think you can just go into a town,And walk away and leave,Slam the door shut,Goodbye,I am never coming back,You think you can be the wayfaring stranger,The ramblin' rose,The one who has no attachments,Well,Recently I found out that I build attachments,Despite my efforts to be the bird that lands and flies away,The bird that lands and flies away,Flies away,I am no longer the bird that lands and flies away,I do have a home,And I think I have found it,It is here with the land,And the land is my friend,A good companion,A best friend,Through the heart,And the soul,And the spirit,I feel connected,I am at home,And I must leave this home again,But I will return.